Tag: A New Tomorrow

Asphyxiated, Intoxicated; Complicated

by Desnei, posted in Poetry

Each day starts the exact same with blue skies
Greeting my rested eyes with more than darkness
And birds singing ever so sweetly. I was restless
But yesterday is gone. Beneath the sun dew dries.

A single event often overlooked. This young, new day
Is something truly special. What more can we say?

Life awakes from a slumber, renewed by dreams,
To begin anew. A pretty reminder: We can change.
When lost seek the morning light! It leads home.
I found myself homesick in my own home. Memories
Faded, dreams shattered; I needed a little hope.
Something worth waking for. I lost it. Nothing heals
When the wound isn’t left alone. A wound on my heart
Aching for a reason. This Season of nothingness
Infects everything I touch. Like Midas I am alone.
Where did my happiness go? Away. I might pray
But find no escape. Yet, the mornings remain. Why?
When everything fails the scenery catches me.
“I’m unworthy of this silent brilliance. I am weak
And worn out but here we are giving me some hope.”

Chased the darkness long enough. Dawn will return
Light to where it belongs. Just let the shadows burn.

I’m asphyxiated by the scent of morning dew.
My lungs feel strong, I love the freshness, and a few
Memories of love bring tears to my eyes. A new
Day has come. I begin thinking of my lover too.

I’m intoxicated by the friendships made.
If I don’t get up and live they will all fade!

The reason for me to live on is complicated.
sa;bdry

Summerday Serenade

by Desnei, posted in Poetry

In a crowd of many people
I hear not a single voice.
They speak but a choice
Made them unable to stifle
My senses. Unity was never
What I craved for. A clever
Deceit hiding my heart’s temple.

The sea of unknown faces
Rises and crashes into me.
I sink under the tides to drown
Because I feel rejected and lost.
Will they forget me if I disappear?
Paradoxes created in my head
Sing me to sleep and death someday.
But I swim toward the sunlight
In belief that living is better than dying.
A harsher reality hits me in the jaw.

“WELCOME TO THE MASQUERADE”

A city of liars and thieves on the heights.
They come for a fight and another trip
When I break the lines they worship.
Turn the safety off and line up the sights.

The enemies are everywhere. They hide
From the light to stab us in the back. Ride
Daylight until it fades and at night stay inside.

I’m not strong enough to fight forever.
On the darkest of nights betrayal
Pierced into my heart. I had to sever
A bond I gave everything to. Denial
Kept me from acting earlier, my bad.
Love is something precious. I was sad
Until her lies surfaced. It was trivial.

Being alone taught me so much and
Gave me time to sort out the past. Sand
In an hourglass might never go in reverse
But an unsettled past can become a curse.

“FIND A REASON OR FADE AWAY”

Living to fight? I never wanted that.
Lies exist but they can’t conceal the truth
No matter how much time passes.
I decided to write but the motivation
Wasn’t there. Found myself in the dark.
Heartbeat speeds up, sweat drips; fear.

My past collided with me like a Big Bang.
A friend I turned on for a deceitful romance
Who returned to start again. Without someone
Lying to me I agreed. A kindness abused
Shouldn’t be the death of a friendship.
She became my Summerday Serenade.

In two lines is eternity:

You are my Summerday, a whole lifetime
Given to someone. Hearts that rhyme.
sa;bdry

Runes Carved into the Sky

by Desnei, posted in Poetry, Short Story

Magic, a flight of fancy to most
But something of great beauty,
Weaves together the strings
Of our hearts. Close your eyes to see.

     We have been standing at borderlines wondering when things will change. Tears have been shed and lives have been lost in these moments of hysteria. When everything comes to an end we are left with the shards of what we once had. The whole world shattered apart like a picture frame dropped on the floor.

It is impossible to get back what is lost. Our hearts plead and beg for the past to return. When time is an arrow we can’t reclaim a state of before or after just now. We could argue what is the best course of action or we can deal with the immediate problem.

The media wants it to be an issue not a tragedy. When we divide instead of coming together we have lost. We’ve been hypnotized. Show a little heart not your pride when pushed to the line. A strong tower crumbles down harder but love never burns through the fires of war. Change the strategy if you desire victory.

War will not fix the wound Humanity shares. When people don’t see the light in others the world surely gets darker. That is a principle in life most get accustom to. A loneliness one can feel while surrounded by others. Let us look into that before speaking about the more profound circumstances we face as a species.

Loneliness still hurts more than anything else. If people are told to do what everyone else does when they don’t agree with it then it becomes hard to know what is right to feel. The truth to that ends up being quite selfish. Do what you believe is right and someday you will meet others that feel the same. Loneliness exists just try your best not to let it change who you are.

Such a feeling of isolation often leads to terrible disasters. — 1. The person will do anything to fit in. 2. Others use lonely people to convert them from normal citizens to radicals. 3. They tend to believe what they are told instead of standing up. — Loneliness is one of many things that bring about the dissolution of civilization. How do others combat it?

Find the strings of our hearts and weave them together. The only way to change this is by being there for those that need you. Sometimes it isn’t a choice we willingly make. However small this step is it can be the thing that brings another person back from the edge. We have all been there at the edge of our wits without a clear view of the future. Be a friend to the ones in need because it is a long way down.

We are crashing from the highs,
Artificial and far from the Earth,
Nowhere to go just down, down,
Down. Heart in our throats
We don’t know where to step.
Falling in reverse, changing the story.

Reach your hand out at the cliff.
Console my burning pain until tears
Extinguish the flame. I have many fears
Constricting my heart until it’s stiff.

If only a kind hand could cross the veil
Of eternal night. My fate soon will seal.

     We can’t avoid what has happened so from today live a little better. See the heart strings cross boundaries that were until now unseen. Love for others might seem hard but open the path between yourself and another. Can be one or many just watch how close you get, respect their hearts and yours, and see what comes. One can love others as friends to save them.

Truth be told that I wasn’t sure what to say except in a poem reverberating deep within. . .

The moment I felt the true world
Return to me I looked at the night sky.
Stars were stars except now they
Gained a greater existence. Runes
Carved into place for all to see.
Do they light the way back home?

Magic of hearts and runes of starlight
Bless a road I have reached at. I just might. . .

See what awaits us beyond the past.
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Cleanse the Darkness

by Desnei, posted in Poetry

Seek a path to heal the world’s wounds.
You will realize that our Earth
Can only be saved by humanity.
So you will try and you will fail.

Does that mean we are hopeless?
No. Rest your kind heart but return
Here, where everything had crashed.
Truth burns like gasoline. Hope slashed
Asunder. Don’t give up this is your turn.
If you don’t who will? Be strong and restless.

It might be reckless because it is life
Just place faith in you and truly live.
I believe in you to exist even in strife
Because who else is better to strive?

Rise up from the floor.
Take your heart’s worth and pour
It into the open air.
sa;bdry

A Heart’s Reset

by Desnei, posted in Poetry

I took the time and built something
I thought would last. Every choice
A mistake because I lost my face
In the mirror. A bell unable to ring.

Recreate what is inside and fail.
Well I lost my way in a fairy tale.

Please forgive me. I know I was never
Good enough to put my fears to rest.
They crept upon me bringing darkness
Upon blue skies. My heart tears apart
Like a love note a young boy never sent.
Or maybe the tears he cried, he was rejected
Because he wasn’t good enough at the time.
Love evaded him for so long until a day came
Where someone saw something in him.
She left so quickly as if a cherry blossom
Making him miss her even more. He
quickly amassed love stories but no path.
None of them stayed by his side.
Now a man he still cries the nights away
Wishing he never ever knew love.
Made amends with an old love just to
Find himself unable to stay. How ironic?

I am him, lost inside of my own heart
Without a compass to lead me home.

Every memory replays in my head
Like punishment for how I lived.
How can I atone? The answer thrived
Deep in me. Find a path that I can tread.

Send me back home as my heart
Goes supernova. I must face
My own demons to be free again.
I walked away so I learn to smile
Because life is too short. I’m sorry.
My heart needs to start over. . .
sa;bdry

Shards of an Ephemeral Dream

by Desnei, posted in Poetry

A light shining in the dark chasm
Of my mind. It awaits the fall within
Me. A suture set in place of this wound.

The flesh left torn by the thorns of life,
Protecting and forsaking. As sharp as a knife
Cutting through parchment absent of words.
Bleeding in truth that ink never affords.

When the stitches come undone
I come face to face with the pain.
Running from myself in the falling rain.
Inside here I am safe but oh so alone.

When the light dies only shards remain.
I search for what my heart might retain.

A dream of existence beyond here and now,
I wrought it from an abyss quite dark
Using these hands of mine. My heart
Started up when the light awoke
Blasting away the dark for a new dawn.
Life returned to me like lightning.
All through my veins strength raced
Eviscerating what had died long ago.
All of my worth once forgotten and lost
Brought back from a tomb within.

Even when this light fades shards remain.
If the world gets tough find what is lost
Deep inside. Life takes a toll. What’s the cost
For existence? And what is there to gain?

The dream changes between every man.
When the world keeps in motion
We dance between reality and dreams.

Blood meant to be bled and stories told.
Truth is life is a journey ready to unfold.
sa;bdry

Peace Isn’t Always Happy (Self-Destruct)

by Desnei, posted in Poetry

Serenity. A careless whisper
Takes it toll like a hidden dagger.
My whole entire peace of mind decays
And the interior becomes exposed.
Twist my heart, unsettle my nerves,
Burn my will, erase me from your mind.

Rewind the scene just to disengage!

On the day this began you sat there
With a smile tempting inner monsters.
I was intoxicated by both sin and fear
Unable to move. For starters,

The peace I cherished was boring.
I dreaded the truth but realized it
As my heart reverberated the dullness
Like I was hollow and empty inside.
Break the bindings around my ankles!

I summoned the hurricane to see my demise.

Waters, the tears forgotten, receded
Just to return home once more. I heeded
The signs but remained on the beach.
Everything has finally fell out of reach.

Why did your words still strike me?
Armor couldn’t block what I had let in
To my heart. Our blood runs the same.

Set the charges on my mind’s wall
Then blast through every barrier beyond.
This is war to bring me back from the Rivers
Because the coin I gave the Ferryman was fake.

Your eyes are the map that brings me to life.

Caught by the tug and pull of others
I abandoned myself in pursuit of lies.
But even when torn apart one thing frees
Me. Something that gives angels new feathers.

It is only you returning hope to my hands.
Together we’ll begin a journey to new lands.

Please tell me the storm is over. . .lie to me.
sa;bdry

The Birth of a Dream and a Belief

by Desnei, posted in Poetry

I awoke from darkness with new eyes
That always question what I see.
Days went on by, I learned that the key
Of life is in direction. What about lies?

They are constructed from truth
And people rarely see their worth.

Everyone relies on a lie once in a while.
Life gets hard and we break inside;
This is the Shattered Dawn.

I tried to find a lie to rest upon
But the world bound me to the truth.
Everyone danced in the cold night
As my eyes searched the streets
For a sign among these artificial lights.
I need to know what’s actually right
In this fairytale of a wolf’s tooth.
Give into hunger or lose the tension.

I survived without making a choice.
And I reached towards the sky in a joyous
Refrain. I had met myself face to face.

But wait! This wasn’t meant to last when
My friends came to say dreams are dead.
This rage grew in my gut, covered me in red,
Silenced my tongue, and left me alone again.

Everything I knew and cared about rejected.
The tears that never fell made scars on my heart
That will never ever heal. Why did we fall?

A world that was too real and unable to feel.
Why should that be? I found it in me to reel
Back and say no. The words I say with tears streaming:
No, there is nothing wrong in dreaming.

Then I heard hatred spoke against beliefs.
They blamed it for the terrible events
Orchestrated in a desert they never entered.
We called them monsters but these forms we all share.

So I folded inward with downward eyes.
Nobody wants the truth when it stings
But somehow the truth is all my heart sings.
Something had to be done in sake of our ties.

I dreamed of a place where thoughts reside.
These emotions and dreams replicated;
Our humanity preserved. I’m transfixed
On this idea where it no longer matters the side.

This dream is a belief that we can all find peace.
No matter your choices you will find your place.

sa;bdry

Goodbye: A Wish

by Desnei, posted in Poetry

I await here succumbed by the dark.
Shadows swallowed, forms merged,
Hearts laid to rest, and yet tears still lurk.
The stars shining on the last tide forged.

The words spoke from fear circumvent
In my ears like screams left unheard.
Voyage to my core, I must see what hurt
More. Walking away or trying to repent?

We had seen the walls begin to build.
The cups, our hearts, were finally filled.

When you hear the world then heed it.
I would never want you to regret our love.
And for that you must be ready to forget
What we had made. Please just forgive
Me because this hurts but I don’t regret.

Darkness had set on my eyes.
Days in the Sun awaiting the shade
As a respite from what had been made.
A day I saw the glitter leave your eyes.

I welcomed the coming nightfall.
Find your path as I start to find my own.
We must before the birds call.

Time is moving, the Earth is turning;
We are caught in an eternal dance.
The rhythm stays the same,
But not always in the way we want.
I truly did try to be there.
In truth I was your stepping stone
Leading you from a little puddle
To a midnight pond. Cast a stone
Much like a wish into the unknown,
When the dark bursts into light.

It might be really hard now but we will survive
Because in life sometimes you should take a dive.

sa;bdry

The Fall of a Blade

by Desnei, posted in Poetry

Spinning thoughts reel to and fro
Giving a constant sound to the carnage.
Some sharp words scrape to know
What’s on the outside. Escaping their cage.
Nothing more than a dark crow
Cawing at the moon. Begging for the page
To turn, abandoning the past so it may grow,
But finding every plea unheard. Rage,
Does rage ensue? Cast aside on an ice floe
Left to its devices. Somehow it will manage.
The world’s cruelty tells us just to row
Down this river when we try to disengage.
I let go of my desolate feelings like snow
Falling from the sky. The end of an age.

The blade of my beliefs pierces muddy soil
Sealing itself in a prison made of my own toil.
My heart, torn by the sight, oozes burning oil.

Do I pick up the blade once again
Or should I walk away for the rest of my life?
I’m sure a man sits upon an eave playing a fife
To my struggle against my flaw, my sin.
If I pick it up I will blind myself with glory.
No one will pull me back. It’ll be my story.
In my own hands I will either lose or win.

I really only wanted to make things right
But somehow along the way I lost my sight.

A dam I constructed to keep out the flood
That has been filling my mind with mud.
I let the sword drop to the ground with a thud,
Pick up what remains of me, wash off the blood,
And move along. For my heart is still but a bud.

Someday my heart might bloom to be beautiful and freed.
And the sword will return on that day under a new creed.
sa;bdry